The publicity machine is in high gear for Eat Pray Love, a movie I am supposed to attend on Friday, based on a book that I have thus far successfully avoided. And it’s one that nearly everyone I know has read and as a result often looks down on me for not also doing so. (I don’t get much traction making fun of them in return for having never read The House of Mirth.)

But this afternoon I caught this assessment from Vanity Fair superstar cover story writer Nancy Jo Sales, and now I feel a tad better.